True Immortal of the Netherworld

"As expected of the Demon Lord, this plan is very clever. The great Demon Clan of the Western Region will rise again soon." Demon General Batu raised his arms and shouted. There was a sparkle in his eyes, which was the brilliance that had been silent for thousands of years.

After a pause, Demon General Batu clenched his fists and said coldly: "Those people from the Northern Territory just now seem to be alert to our actions. In order to ensure that the next plan goes smoothly, why not let your subordinates now Just go back and destroy them. My fists have not been stained with the enemy's blood for a thousand years. It is simply a shame to be a demon warrior."

"The reason why you didn't die in the war between humans and demons a thousand years ago is because your martial body is special. Your martial body is the closest to the origin of the Yuan Demon among all demon warriors. It is the divine power of the Yuan Demon that protects you from death. Therefore, your The purpose is not just to kill a few enemies. As for those northern monks, I have arranged for the personnel of the shadow organization to stop them. This time, no one can destroy our plan." The man in purple said firmly. .

"I obey the Lord Demon Lord's order, but I know that Lord Demon Lord, your current physical strength is far from the peak of a thousand years ago, and I don't want you, Lord Demon Lord, to be harmed in any way."

"I understand your intentions. You are one of my most trusted demon generals." The purple-robed man raised his eyes and observed the position of the purple sun in the sky. "We don't have much time left now. Come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-robed man rolled up his sleeves, and a ball of purple demonic energy rose up and wrapped around their bodies. When the purple demonic energy dissipated, their figures disappeared.

...

In an unknown space in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave.

Liu Haiyu, who was dressed in blue, held a Ruoshui sword in one hand and looked at the opposite side with stern eyes.

At this moment, there were two people standing opposite him, one dressed as a monk and the other dressed as a monk.

The Taoist wears a black robe with long sleeves, a red Taoist crown, and a ginger-like nose that adds to his ugly appearance. The monk wears a blood-red cassock draped around his body, fastened on his chest with two bright copper rings. But there is a gilt incense burner on the top of the monk's head, which looks strange.

Without him, there are only two people, Qingshui Man and his puppet Blood Monk.

Qingshuiren looked at Liu Haiyu across from him, pretending to be calm on the surface, but his heart was already beating: "Why did I meet Liu Haiyu, this troublesome guy? It seems that his physical aura is much stronger than before. It's really A jealous genius. If we really want to fight with him, the Blood Monk brothers and I will probably suffer. But the Master of Shadows has orders, and we have to carry them out..."

With a plan in mind, Mr. Qingshui pretended to be calm and said: "Mr. Liu, we meet again. You are well."

Liu Haiyu frowned and said coldly: "Mr. Qingshui, if you know what's going on, you'd better get out of the way quickly. If I hadn't been in trouble, I wouldn't have spared you just because you were an evil cultivator on the list of evil cultivators." of."

The blade of the Ruoshui sword in Liu Haiyu's hand spits out a gurgling blue sword energy, like a herring hitting the water, making a rumbling low sound, which frightens the viewer.

Qingshui Ren just glanced at the sword in Liu Haiyu's hand opposite him, and then deliberately didn't look at it, but he became greedy for the Ruoshui sword in his heart: "The Ruoshui sword is indeed what I want to get in my life. Now it seems that its power is Going to the next level. It’s probably going to be even harder to defeat Liu Haiyu now.”

When Qingshui people heard the word "evil cultivator" from Liu Haiyu's mouth, a fighting spirit arose in their hearts: "I, a Qingshui person, am an evil cultivator, and I am not scared of others. Evil cultivators naturally have their own ways to practice evil. "

The man in Qingshui rolled his eyes, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "What Mr. Liu said is true. How dare I block Mr. Liu's way? It's just that I accidentally entered the shadow organization and couldn't help myself. Please allow me, Mr. Liu. Please discuss this with the blood monk brother next to you."

Without waiting for Liu Haiyu's answer, the Qingshui people laughed disdainfully, then turned around and asked: "Brother Blood Monk, let's make way for the peerless genius Mr. Liu, okay?"

A strange blood color flashed in the blood monk's dull eyes, and he said in a daze: "Okay."

Mr. Qingshui stroked his goatee under his chin, turned around and said, "Since my blood monk brother has no objections, please ask Mr. Liu to pass from here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingshui Ren took one of Xue Monk's hands and stepped aside generously.

warehouse!

The Ruoshui sword in Liu Haiyu's hand drew a blue shadow in mid-air and then went back into the sword box behind him. Without even looking at the man on the water, he strode past him.

The man in Qingshui bowed his head, took two steps back, and said loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. Liu."

The blood monk on the side said blankly: "Congratulations."

When Liu Haiyu's figure just walked over, Qingshui Ren secretly raised his head and looked at Liu Haiyu's back, his face turned cold, and he suddenly seemed to be a different person.

"Kill! Let your kid know what an evil cultivator is today!" Qingshui Man whispered through gritted teeth.

The Qingshui man took the blood monk's hand and swung it suddenly, and the blood monk's body immediately rose up from the ground. Immediately afterwards, Qingshui Ren's body spun on the spot and threw Monk Xue's entire body out, targeting Liu Haiyu's back.

It seemed like an ordinary blow, but Qingshui Ren had accumulated a full eight successes of his own power.

The Blood Monk, as Qing Shui Ren's human pole puppet talisman, blasted out with maximum power.

"Buzz!"

The blood monk's body suddenly trembled, and a powerful blood soul aura erupted. The red cassock outside his body fluttered like a bloody battle flag.

In the gilt incense burner above the blood monk's head, there seemed to be a blood snake rolling around, emitting a pungent smell of blood, and shooting out clusters of bloody arcs.

"Puppet Master Extreme Blood Soul Slash!"

The Blood Monk at this moment was the Blood Soul Crazy Sword sacrificed by Qingshui Ren, slashing through the void and arriving behind Liu Haiyu in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, let's see how you can hide!"

At this moment, Liu Haiyu reached out with one hand, a blue light flashed in his palm, and the Ruoshui sword in the sword box behind him was already in his hand. It was as if the Ruoshui Sword was his arm, and it was so fast that it was like teleporting.

At the same time, Liu Haiyu suddenly fluttered in blue clothes, and the powerful water attribute soul power suddenly dispersed from his body surface.

A storm rises from the flat ground!

The surface of Liu Haiyu's body was immediately wrapped in a mass of swirling blue water, and his original body shape was completely hidden in this swirling body of water.

Suddenly, the shadow of a herring as tall as a person appeared in the blue water. In the flickering shadow of the herring, Liu Haiyu's true form seemed to be seen again. It's hard to tell whether it's herring or Liu Haiyu's true form.

With the help of the sword spirit transformed by Qing Xiaoyu on the Ruoshui Sword, Liu Haiyu has now achieved the state of man-sword integration.

"Sword Spiritual Technique Blue Fish Slash!"

The next moment, the shadow of the blue fish jumped up and emitted a dazzling light of blue scales. The huge sword energy was like a blue dragon descending from the sky, making the world tremble.

Sword Domain, Blue Water!

Sword spirit, herring!

Sword intent, herring hits the water!

Sword move, herring chop!

In just a moment, the four of them fit together perfectly, showing off the strength of the peak swordsman.

"boom!"

The sword light flew down, like a blue dragon setting off a waterfall, and a huge blue water sword array fell from the sky.

In mid-air, the blood monk's spinning figure was suddenly swallowed up by the blue water sword formation.

The boss of Qingshui Ren, whose nostrils were flaring with a secretive look on his face just now, could already feel the suffocating pressure of the sword array. The goatee on his chin seemed to be pulled by someone, and his head had to be raised at an uncomfortable angle, and the powerful sword energy came in an instant.

"Boom boom boom..."

The power of the sword move exploded, and the powerful power was like a beast in a cage violently charging, and the space within a few dozen feet shook violently.

Click, click, click, and a trace of dark cracks appeared on the surface of the void.

With a bang, the space collapsed, tearing open a huge black hole in space out of thin air.

The black hole in space is like the gaping mouth of an evil spirit, and a gray-black space storm is like a tongue sticking out, twitching from left to right, trying to swallow up everything that intrudes.

The next moment, the force of the sword move enveloped the bodies of the Qing Shui Man and the Blood Monk and disappeared into the black hole in the opposite space.

Rumble...

Clusters of runes were running around on the ground, and the power of the formation in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave began to repair the damaged space on its own. After a long while, he returned to his original state.

In the open space, a blue shadow converged, revealing Liu Haiyu's true form. In the sword box behind him, Ruoshui Sword was already hidden in it.

Liu Haiyu couldn't help but was slightly startled. Although the power of the sword just came out in response, its power was so terrifying that even he himself felt a little frightened. He murmured in his heart: "The power of this sword can actually break through space. Perhaps this formation space is no longer stable enough under the impact of thousands of years of demonic energy, which is why it is like this."

"Little Master Haiyu, it seems that I have chosen you to be the master of my sword spirit. I have chosen the right person. The sword strike just now was quite like my Qing Xiaoyu's style back then." Qing Xiaoyu's voice came from the sword box behind Liu Haiyu. Fish sound transmission.

"Senior, that's ridiculous."

"I told you, don't call me senior. I'm just your sword spirit. Just call me Qing Xiaoyu. The sword spirit obeys the sword master, and the sword master controls the sword spirit. Only when we have the same mind can we bring out the best in our abilities. The power of the sword."

"Qing Xiaoyu, we will become the best partners."

"I, Qing Xiaoyu, will definitely go all out to reach the peak of sword cultivation with my master. Next, we should leave here quickly, find other companions, and stop the shadow plan."

"good."

Liu Haiyu looked back at the place where the sword move had just landed. I thought to myself: "I'm afraid these two evil cultivators, Qing Shui Man and Blood Monk, are bound to die."

Next, Liu Haiyu activated the water-bending technique, and the shadow of blue water appeared on the soles of his feet. The whole person disappeared quickly at the end of the space like a sailing boat.

.....

In a dark underground space in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave.

The rolling black ghost energy fled in all directions, and the blue sword energy cut randomly like a storm, making a long-lasting metallic clang sound.

Finally, the sword energy was restrained, and two figures suddenly fell down, it was Qing Shui Shui and Xue Monk.

At this moment, the man in Qingshui had disheveled hair, his Taoist robe was in pieces, and the Taoist crown on his head had long since disappeared. His chest was cut open by sword energy, broken ribs, and shattered heart were piled together haphazardly...

The strange thing is that even though Qingshuiren's veins were burned, he was not completely dead yet.

Qingshui Ren pointed a finger in one direction and said angrily: "Brother Blood Monk, where are you? I know you are..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingshui Ren's arm snapped and hung down feebly, without any trace of breath anymore.

There were no shadows around because everything was black.